Thursday, October 1, 2009

Thanks for all the fish

Friend and neighbor K. has started cutting out the mackerel logo out of tins of mackerel & tomato sauce, a local popular bread spread.

So there. See what happens when you live alone in a small cabin in the woods.

Mackerel & tomato is often known as "dead man in a tin" or "air plane crash", because that's what it looks like, if you got that kind of imagination. After a couple of decades, the jokes have gone beyond stale and now functions as simple synonyms.

K. has a vague idea about making a glittering, shimmering kind of curtain with these fish, suspended on fishing wire, I'm guessing. It would look nice in the wind.

About

Not a hermit any more, strictly speaking.

I have lived in assorted woodland cabins almost my entire adult life, lately five years on my own land, five miles from the nearest road. No mains electricity, no running water. After a decade of mushing, I am now preparing myself for fatherhood and spending more time in The Towns.